The Cat Goddess sat alone beneath her sprawling mansion, cowering. She was in her large chamber, hidden away deep underground, hieroglyphics surrounding her on all the walls. There was no light, but Bastet needed no light to be able to see.
She knew he was coming for her. For revenge. She had taken everything from him, from the Destroyer.
She should be able to fight, to destroy him, but she couldn't. She feared Shiva. He terrified her above all else. Was she losing her touch? This was the second time she had been afraid in over the millennium. When the humani girl with the silver aura had attacked her, when she had wielded the ship of pure auric energy and that strange voice had spoken through her.
"Beware this girl Bastet, for she is your doom."
The Cat Goddess remembered that. And she always would. Until the day she died, which she had no doubt that the girl would cause that doom.
Shiva had no interest in death for her. Just torture. No doubt he already had a specific Shadowrealm ready for her infinite punishment. And she also didn't doubt that they were going after the Morrigan, bringing her the same fate that she, Bastet, would receive.
She hugged her olive toned legs tighter around her chest, laying her cat head on her knees.
"Bastet."
She almost jumped ten feet in the air at the sudden voice.
"Who is also Sekhmet, Menhit, and Mafdet."
"Shiva," She snarled. He was here, but she couldn't see him. She looked all around him, but the shadows were empty. But yet she could feel his presence, hear his voice, and smell his amber scent. He was there. And he had come for her.
"Yes Bastet, it is I," the voice sang out again, "And I have come for you, and there is nothing you can do to stop me."
She growled again, a deep ripping sound from the back of her throat. "I will do all in my power to destroy you, Shiva."
The voice laughed, the sound sending goose bumps crawling across her arms. She reached out and grabbed the spear that was lying lightly against the wall. It was almost taller than her, and the tip glittered a bloody red, smeared from the wounds of others.
She whipped her head to the side as a sharp sound of rock grinding together clattered through the subterranean halls. She bared her teeth angrily.
A sharp hand whipped from behind her, slamming into the back of her skull. She screamed, high pitched and loud, and whirled around, only to see emptiness.
"What are these games play, Shiva?" She taunted playfully.
"The same games that you played when you killed my family."
She laughed evilly, the sound bone chilling and blood curdling. "And I enjoyed every last minute of it!" Her cackling was ceased by the sudden yanking of the fur on the top of her head. She screamed again, scratching at the top of her skull, but the iron like hand didn't move, but clung harder.
When they reached the stairs, Shiva dragged Bastet up them, not turning around, not even breathing too heavily. He was unphased by the goddess's screeches of pain and terror.
"I will kill you! I will rake out your eyes! I will not rest until I have your head!" Her threats rang harmlessly on the Destroyer, who trudged up the stairs of the immense mansion, looking as if he had not a care in the world.
"Oh Bastet, the prison I have made for you will make sure that you never will have the chance to rest," He said, a note of joy and bitter laughter in his voice.
The Cat Goddess screamed again, this time shattering numerous windows throughout the house.
As they reached the top level, into the light, Bastet looked around her, and gasped. All around her lay her soldiers and guards. The humans ones were barely recognizable from the inhuman, abhuman, and subhuman beings. All her militia lay dead, wounds unnoticeable on them.
"I hope you don't mind, they were crashing our party."
"What have you done to them!" She did not worry about their lives, she feared of what he was capable of.
"Simple, I sent off a high frequency sound, shattering their brains and skulls," He looked back for the first time, and smiled. Perfect, white teeth flashing in his mouth.
As he dragged her out of the mansion, she looked up and saw her house, sprawling and extravagant, shatter and crack.
And then the last tie to her life came crashing down, turning to dust.
Bastet barely even touched the leather seat of the car before she jumped back at Shiva, claws sharp and terrifying.
He quickly slid himself out of the opening of the car as the Cat Goddess lightning bolted out of it. Quickly, while her back was still towards him, he telekinetically grabbed her and lifted her several inches from the concrete road that led to the now burning mansion that was slowly dissolving to the nothing more than ash.
He pulled her in front of him, her clawed hands grabbed at her throat. The Destroyer gently put his index finger to her forehead as Bastet cursed and swore at him in several languages. As soon as his finger made contact with the gray fur of the Dark Elder's head, she dropped to the ground, unconscious.
He bent down and lifted her into the sleek, black limousine, his arm muscles defined by the weight in them. He lay her across the seats and shut the door on the limp body. He skipped merrily into the passenger's seat and looked at his not-so-human driver.
"Take me back to Hekate's Shadowrealm," Then, pulling out a white cell phone, added, "She will be pleased to know that we have apprehended one of the most fierce of the almighty Dark Elders."